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Wusup! to my nigga kel, ward is the motherfuckin' house
Mac melph calio, r.i.p. pimp daddy, ya with me, wusup bryce hahahaha

{tec-9}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em to death
Ya played with the tec-9 now ya takin' yo breath

Chorus: ya}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em bleed to
Ya played with the lil' ya now ya takin' yo breath

Chorus: {yella
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em bleed to
Ya with the yella boy now ya takin' yo last breath


I got to get my on my back window is startin' to rumble
I back I see nigga's bustin' I'm out numbered
Try'na my head off, but I was kind of lucky
nigga's slipped, and they bustin', but couldn't get me
Had to put my monte carlo away got an forty-five
>from my nigga, who live close the way
Now I got to find that nigga, I'm gonna that nigga
I'm gonna show yo ass, how to keep the finger on the
Like john wayne, I'm handy the steel when it's time to kill
Man I my business strickly on the real

ya}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up, bullets at yo ass
Now it's time to make a ward dash
But first hear me out and indorse yo word's
You makin' me sick all that hoe shit you got on
My last nerves, I had to get my and go bam!
You say I'm insane, now it's to let my
Motherfuckin' nut's and spit on you nigga's
I don't star's on my chest to make my fuckin' name bigger
I'm the capital y-a the three u.n.l.v.
You on me, now I got to serve ya "g"
I can feel ya, in my eyes guaranteed you won't
See no disguise, 'cause I'm real ain't no boy in me
I was an hustler, and now I'm a "g"
I got real by my side, don't fuck with the fake kind
This is for you disser's now I know I'm on yo

{yella
Money in the power brand new bauer
Off up into day, I don't know why that shit was sour
You was supposed to be my hommie from the old
Another guy gone bad in the game, that shit ain't cool
We used to play ball, back up in the park we was small
He saw me hustlin' on the set, he me to give him a call
I hit him all alone o'clock we supposed to meet
Claim he had dope, cliental in the fuckin'
He for three g's he hook me up real swell
I told him it was on the bin and I didn't know how I
We by the old dump, 'cause them people hot
Glad I had my pistol, when I left I my glock
I got there, he was ready to make the switch
Raise out my car, I hear noise from the fuckin' ditch
It was a nigger, try'na kill me, I'm smooth a canon
I jetted off bustin', I'm a show 'em I'll be


Fool I grew here, not flew here and bitches new here
You pulled out yo gun and didn't use it, you lost yo
I'm a take this nine, and empty the whole bitch
up in that ass, one more when ya hit the door
How many you know, somebody fire up in luger
I haven't a nigga like this cry before
You best's to run ya hear the sound of my gun go
Bluka! bluka! like lil' g, can't stop a killer
A dealer, a bitch stealer cap pillar
I'm known uptown for bein' realer a
Twenty dollar bill with to make a peal
Don't slip up, don't fuck up 'cause i'ma to
Pop you up

ya}
Boom boom boom, it's the sound you dead
With a bullet in yo motherfuckin'
I'm comin' hard out the motherfuckin' and yes
I'm poppin' these motherfuckers up and
Motherfuckers they can't handle me
Them nigga's labeled as a third ward "g"
Leave a nigga dead in a ditch, I you stankin'
Go to yo house and fuck yo and have yo family
With them tear's in they how did he die?
As cry, as they cry

{yella
Slicky I'm back, with my nigga's and they gat's 'cause
You tried to my life, just to make yo fuckin' meal's stack
guy's told me, yo first mind never leads you wrong
Face to face motherfucker, now you know on
The first time, I went out a fuckin' soldier
A sloppy job on yo car, I'm back just like I
Yo eye's buck, as you was talkin' on a pay
You tried to reach, it's to buckshot's in yo dome
Yo boy's in the car in a state of shock
Tec got the tec and got to poppin' he empty the glock
I'm not the one, we shit up and outie see
'cause we out of our territory
But when we come, we gonna and get the job done
Fuck all figurin' and frontin' and twerk up if ya want some
We left 'em bleedin', start to greetin' stabbin' bitch
The war is on, so bring it on next's on the list
The rest of you stand down with that funny shit

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